Chapter Nine Hundred and Twenty Six: Sub-Department Zhongshan Wolf

"What a coincidence, I met the two of you here, it looks like God is going to kill you!"

Just as he was thinking like this, an old man walked out from the raging magic flames, it was the Grandmaster Martial Saint from Cold Moon Palace.

In this magic flame, the old man did not rely on any external objects, relying on his own cultivation, he was able to come and go freely in this flame.

Xing Qingyun's face turned into a pig liver color, his heart was extremely depressed, he smiled wryly and said: "Senior, why don't you chase and kill that white-clothed Xiao Chen, what are you doing here to seek our misfortune?"

"That kid ran fast, killed many of us, and let him slip away. But you are out of luck, Star Alliance Master, the old man said that he wanted to slap you to death, so you have to do what you say."

Separating pieces of flames, the old man of Cold Moon Palace approached the building boat with evil intentions step by step.

Xing Qingyun's complexion paled slightly, and he forced a smile and said, "Old man, you are joking, just make this kind of joke once."

The old man from the Cold Moon Palace came step by step, the magic flame in front of him separated automatically, and said with a grinning smile: "Do you look like I'm joking?"

Xiao Chen smiled slightly and said: "Master Star, you are going to hunt and kill Xiao Chen in white, who will be famous all over the world, how can a master-level martial saint be so frightened, go up and beat him!"

"My legs are weak, Big Brother Ye, you're in charge, I'll run for you." Xing Qingyun shivered, and stepped back.

"What to be afraid of, go forward bravely!"

Xiao Chen pushed lightly, and a huge force gushed out, pushing Xing Qingyun out of the building boat, and shot toward the old man in Hanyue's robe.

Xing Qingyun was shocked. With his cultivation base, he would be swallowed by the magic flame immediately after leaving the building, even if it was weakened a lot.

The hand dance guide screamed, but after screaming for a long time, he found that there was a purple barrier around him, flashing lightning, blocking all the surrounding magic flames.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm startled, it turns out there's nothing wrong with it."

The old man from the Cold Moon Palace took a step forward, raised his right hand, and said with a sneer: "Unexpectedly, the star leader is so courageous, he really dares to challenge this old man!"

"Depend on!"

Seeing the old man, his body was like a strong wind, he was about to fly towards him in an instant, the speed was so fast that he couldn't react, he couldn't dodge, he couldn't avoid it.

Just when he closed his eyes in despair, a bright knife light lit up in the billowing magic flame, and a gust of knife wind easily split the magic flame into two halves, flashing towards the old man's back.

An extremely dangerous aura came from the old man's heart, and in a flash, the old man quickly turned around and punched him.

The aura of the grandmaster level permeated the air, the strong wind blew up, and the trembling magic flames scattered towards the surroundings, clearing out a blank space around him.

boom!

A folding fan pressed against the edge of his fist, surging real energy rolled out, lightning burst out, and thunder rumbled all around.

A look of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and he stepped back a hundred meters. He had already used 50% of his cultivation for this punch.

Although there is a disadvantage of being caught off guard, no matter how you say it, you won't be beaten back by a master-level martial saint.

In the arm, there was a knife-like strength, which scraped his bones and flesh layer by layer, causing him to feel pain in his heart. Grind out.

"Old man, I have already said that you have offended our lord, no one in the world can save you, and today is your death day."

Xiao Chen held a folding fan, his purple hair fluttered, shining with crystal light, and the color was slightly dimmed.

The bright red sea emperor turban on the forehead made that delicate face look full of evil spirits.

"Arrogance!"

The old man from the Cold Moon Palace gave up Xing Qingyun, walked in the magic flames, and charged towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen wasn't afraid at all, just with one punch, he had already tested this person's background. Compared with Mo Huang and Mo Huang, this old man from Hanyue Palace was far behind.

He was defeated at the hands of Mo Huang and his elders that day, and his defeat was indeed unjust.

The old man in front of him, even if Xiao Chen didn't swallow the Hunyuan Creation Pill, he wouldn't suffer too much.

At this moment, his cultivation level has risen sharply. The one blow just now seems to have activated the medicinal power of Hunyuan Creation Pill hidden in his body, making him feel that Su Chang is incomparable, and his cultivation base has actually increased a little.

It seems that the real medicinal power of the Hunyuan Creation Pill is yet to come, and it can be regarded as having completely absorbed the medicinal power of the Hunyuan Creation Pill when the purple hair has completely molted into black.

Using the fan as a knife, Xiao Chen developed the perfect way of the knife, and started a fierce battle with the old man of the Cold Moon Palace in the thick magic flames.

The will of the immortal thunder covers the whole body, making his aura not much worse than that of the opponent. The rudiment of the sword soul, following the gaze from time to time, stabs at the opponent, always making the opponent flustered for a while.

"The cold moon is unparalleled, freezing all directions!"

Behind the old man, a round of cold bright moon suddenly rose, and the icy will came out with the bright moon, crackling, crackling, and even the surrounding magic flames were frozen into pieces.

The old man let out a roar, and above his right fist, a dazzling moonlight bloomed. Under the reflection of the cold moon, his whole body exuded a sense of coldness and ruthlessness.

Between the heaven and the earth, what wanders is the meaning of ice, vast and boundless, and its profound cultivation, let this ice will, overwhelm Xiao Chen's immortal thunder will, and make its pressure doubled.

Xiao Chen folded the folding fan, threw it aside casually, and quickly made seals with both hands. Derived a destiny chessboard, the supreme vision of the universe starry sky, pushed three stars, and a black starry sky storm fell from the sky.

The little supernatural power of the starry sky storm fairy art, met the unique martial arts of the Cold Moon Palace head-on. [,! ] skill, the light fades, and the cold moon in the sky swings from side to side.

The black storm overflowed, rolled up the magic flames, formed a violent tornado of magic flames, and whizzed away in all directions.

Stretching out his hand, Xiao Chen grabbed the folding fan, and a bright moon rose behind him, a perfect moon.

"When the bright moon is in the sky, I am the only one who is indestructible in the world!"

The folding fan pointed far away, and the bright moon slammed into pieces, shattering the cold moon swinging from side to side, filled the air with a frightening cold air that could freeze even the magic flames, and disappeared instantly.

Xiao Chen's pressure suddenly decreased, his speed returned to normal, turned into a purple light, and once again killed the old man in Cold Moon Palace.

The vision of the old man was broken, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Watching Xiao Chen kill him, his eyes revealed a look of extreme surprise: "Who the hell are you? Just now, it was a supernatural power of immortality, which can only be used by immortal cultivators, but your saber intent And martial arts, it clearly shows an extremely strong martial arts cultivation base."

Xiao Chen waved his folding fan and said with a smile: "I don't change my name when I'm going, and I don't change my surname when I'm sitting. Ye Chen, the bloody son of the Beihai Alliance, is the same. The old man went to hell, but he must remember the target of revenge."

The hair fluttering in front of his forehead was shining with crystal brilliance. Xiao Chen found that with just such a kung fu skill, his cultivation base had been improved again. Not only was the power of law in his body not consumed, but it was getting more and more.

Going on like this, until the medicinal power hidden in the body of the Hunyuan Creation Pill is completely absorbed, and reaches the peak of the middle-rank Martial Saint Late Stage, there will be no problem.

The more one side fights, the more powerful they become, their aura is like a rainbow, while the power of the law of the other side is constantly being consumed, and it takes twice as much strength to resist every force that flows into the body.

It is obvious who has the upper hand at this moment.

"You want to kill me, you're still young. If you think that a grandmaster-level martial sage just plays cards like this. You are really wrong. Today I will let you know that if there is an afterlife, don't provoke a grandmaster-level martial sage. "

The old man's brows opened, and a cold moon palace flew out of it, overflowing with brilliance, and there were figures dancing with long swords flying out of it, there were men and women.

The man is handsome and elegant, and the woman's fairy is charming. Accompanied by a round of cold moon rising into the sky, these ethereal, fairy-like figures, with a biting murderous aura, turned into light and shadows in front of them, shooting towards Xiao Chen.

It is rumored that the main hall of the Hanyue Palace itself is an emperor-level secret treasure, and its palace owner will give a replica of the Hanyue Palace to the old man in the gate.

It is similar to the Three Immortal Swords of the Liangyi Sect. After all, it is very difficult to find king-level secret treasures. We can only settle for the next best thing, and adopt this method to produce some inferior king-level secret treasures in batches.

Of course, there will also be one or two high-quality goods among them, which cost hundreds of kinds of magic materials to refine into top king-level secret treasures, and bestow them on the most worthy elite disciples in the sect.

But it's a pity that the Cold Moon Palace in the hands of the old man is obviously not a top king-level secret treasure.

Xiao Chen opened his brows, and the Ten Thousand Beast Cauldron flew out of it, making a formula with both hands, and his magic power boiled and burned.

The deep-sea black flood dragon, the sky phoenix bird, the thousand-feathered snake, the pihu, and the figures of ancient and strange beasts jumped out of the tripod, and there were more than 500 of them before they stopped.

Although the cauldron was only stimulated to 50% of its power by Xiao Chen, the phantoms of the alien beasts that jumped out were all nourished by the sacred beast order, and the strength of each phantom was more than doubled compared to before.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Wanshou Ding in Xiao Chen's hands is much stronger than the 100% fully powered Wanshou Ding held by the elders of the Lin family.

The sound of shattering sounded, and the lights and shadows falling towards Xiao Chen were all crushed by the strange beasts one by one. If not one light and shadow was crushed, the expression on the old man's face became much uglier.

Xiao Chen smiled lightly, and took the strange beast back into the cauldron until all the ethereal figures falling from the opponent's Cold Moon Palace were wiped out.

Stepping on the thunder light, with a figure like lightning, and holding the ten thousand beast cauldron, Xiao Chen domineeringly bombarded the opponent's Cold Moon Palace.

With a bang, the Cold Moon Palace was torn apart and floated out, the old man's mind was connected with it, blood was spitting out of his mouth, his eyes were lifeless, and he felt extremely weak.

"An old man dares to be arrogant in front of our demon-slaying alliance. Brother Ye, leave this old man to me. Just watch my performance. You can rest first."

Xing Qingyun, who had been hiding somewhere just now, jumped out when he saw the opportunity, punched and kicked the old man, raised his hair, and slapped him across the face.

"Shuang, hehe, who would have thought that a master-level martial saint would be beaten like a dog in my hands, and I, Xing Qingyun, would surely hunt down Xiao Chen and become famous all over the world!"

Xing Qingyun beat him with great joy, his whole body was full of strength, and after a while, the old man's nose and face were swollen, his anger was like a thread, and he howled endlessly.

The poor old man was full of majesty and prestige, and the overlord fell into the hands of Xing Qingyun, and he was so aggrieved even to die.